Deer Season

Yesterday afternoon I was starving, stressed and tried. A bad combination for me.

Since I was sans kids for a few minutes, I ran into a local chain sub shop and ordered a tuna sub for my lunch. The sub maker was faster than fast and swished my sandwich promptly into a plastic bag.

With just one sandwich and two hands there really wasn't any need for the plastic bag. Not to mention the small size that would be nearly impossible for me to find a way to reuse it. And we all know that plastic bag isn't going to decompose any time soon.

The gruppie in me sprang to action as I politely stated that I didn't need my bag. I handed the plastic bag back to the sub creator and he...

tossed it in the TRASH!

A completely perfect, untouched by food plastic bag.

There I stood like a deer in headlights being nudged forward by the person in line next to me. I said nothing.

Nothing.

Not only I am completely peeved by the sub shop, I am more than a little peeved at myself too.